Edward Vere Earl of Oxford, was one of the many courtier poets in Elizabeth's time. He held the office of Lord High Chamberlain, and had command of a ship in the fleet sent out to resist the Spanish Armada. He was born in 1534, and died in 1604. A Renunciation IF women could be fair, and yet not fond, Or that their love were firm, not fickle still, By service long to purchase their good will; To mark the choice they make, and how they change, These gentle birds that fly from man to man! Yet for disport we fawn and flatter both, To pass the time when nothing else can please, And then we say when we their fancy try, George Gascoigne was the son of Sir John Gascoigne of Walthamstow, Essex, and it is said that he was disinherited by his father. He was born 1535 (7 ?), and was educated at Cambridge. He removed to Gray's Inn, but soon left for a military life in Holland under the Prince of Orange. As a result of a quarrel he resigned, and, returning to England, became attached to the Court of Elizabeth. He wrote masques for the Queen's entertainment. Also he was the author of several dramas, and, beside shorter poems, The Steele Glas, a satire, dedicated to Lord Grey of Wilton, a Puritan, to whom a year or two later Spenser acted as secretary in Ireland. Gascoigne translated a comedy from Ariosto, and a tragedy from Euripides. He died 1577. A Riddle A LADY once did ask of me This pretty thing in privity : 'Good sir,' quoth she, 'fain would I crave One thing which you yourself not have : Nor never had yet in times past, Nor never shall while life doth last. And if you seek to find it out, You lose your labour out of doubt. Yet if you love me as you say, George Gascoigne The Arraignment of a Lover AT Beauty's Bar as I did stand, When False Suspect accusèd me, Tell therefore how thou wilt be tried! My Lord! quoth I, this Lady here, Wherefore her doom shall please me best. Let her be judge and juror both Quoth Beauty: No! it fitteth not A Prince herself to judge the cause : Then Craft, the crier, called a quest, Of whom was Falsehood foremost fere; A pack of pickthanks were the rest, Which came false witness for to bear : The jury such, the Judge unjust, Sentence was said I should be trussed. Jealous, the gaoler, bound me fast To hear the verdict of the bill: George! quoth the Judge, now thou art cast, Down fell I then upon my knee, All flat before Dame Beauty's face, You know, if I appear untrue, And though this Judge do make such haste To save the man that meant you good! Quoth Beauty Well! because I guess What thou dost mean henceforth to be, Although thy faults deserve no less Than Justice here hath judged thee, Wilt thou be bound to stint all strife, And be true prisoner all thy life? |